#fatherhood verse

[fanficmaverickpodcast]

The latest episode of The FanFic Maverick podcast is out! The show is available through the link above and also on Apple Podcast, Google Podcast, Spotify, and iHeartRadio.

In this episode I chat with Red Dead Redemption fanfiction writer AutisticWriter about Micah Bell and their fic series ‘Fatherhood Verse.’ 

Thank you for coming on the show, @anautisticwriter!

Keep on rollin’!

Link to the series is here: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3036102

[reddawnmultimuse]

. continuation of this | @hana-akari

Sasori was so happy when that damnable fire alarm was finally silenced. Why he didn't think of doing that himself? Sure, he had lived here for a few years now, but it was still Sakura's house, and he could do without her bitching at him for breaking shit. And when they were finally getting on, too. Sasori had to say that his temper had quieted a lot since the "incident". Also, now that Saori and Sorell were walking and talking. He didn't want them parroting things to each other or back at them. So, he minded his language and attitude.

"She did," Sasori sighed, looking down at the ashen leftovers of Sakura's dinner. It looks like they'd be ordering take-out again. He wasn't a chef. So, if he couldn't heat it up in the over or microwave, it was fast food. "It was lasagna." He switched on the water to soak the burnt food in case it spontaneous erupted into flames again. Knowing his luck, it would.

As he turned back towards Sakura, he was taken aback when he pulled him down in order to pepper his face with kisses. It was so out-of-the-blue. They weren't affectionate with each other, at all. Hell, they hadn't been intimate either since twins were born. So, while he was a little suspicious of her behaviour, he wasn't going to deny her. Plus, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little chubbed up by her use of "daddy".

As Sakura went to check on the babies, Sasori finished cleaning up "dinner" and laid out a bunch of take-out menus for her to browse. He'd go pick it up. He could use a little fresh air. It'd been a long day. He had a headache. So, he left to his bedroom to find pain medication. After finding a bottle, he chewed a handful of pills and sat down, massaging his temples to ease his head.

[blue-cat-ter-flies-blog]

Similar to this post that I posted earlier but slightly different. Instead of Sukugo with Baby Luffy; we're getting baby Sukugo dumped on the Strawhats!

Satoru is first. The Strawhats either land on an island where Luffy decides to kidnap Satoru after Shenanigans(TM) or Satoru is actually Luffy's child. Somehow. I dunno- it's either Iva-chan's fault or Devil Fruit bullshittery.

If it's the first then that island has some Noble (but not Tenryuubito/World Noble/Celestial Dragons) presence but it's generally ignore-able because what are they gonna do? Try and fight a Yonkou's crew (or the Pirate King's- timeline is wibbly in this one since it can be placed whenever) who've proved themselves able to defeat whole-ass armies before they even got to double digits crew-wise???

(Well, there are people stupid enough to do that but we know they're either entirely forgettable or important for the whole crew's growth/reputation/coffers.)

Anyway, shenanigans happen (as they always do with the Strawhats) and then Luffy comes across baby Satoru in his pretty cage home. Held at arm's length; worshiped and isolated; loved and hated- not for himself but for what he symbolizes. What he can be used for or aimed at or bartered for. He has no one and no one has him.

And he's reminded of Ace; of Sabo; of himself.

Being alone hurts worse than pain.

Luffy was so lucky to have his brothers, his crew, the friends he met and left behind- they all made the loneliness go away. And now there's a little boy in front of him that reminds him of his brothers and him and, impulsive as always, he decides to kidnap Satoru and take him away. Because he (and his brothers) decided to live with no regrets- and while he might regret raising a child on a pirate ship, he'd regret it more if he'd left Satoru behind, all by himself with no one to chase the loneliness away.

So now Luffy, unexpectedly, is the first person on the crew with a child. It blows everyone's mind and while there is some screaming and hits aplenty, everyone accepts Luffy's decision and Satoru is now shelved as 'Baby' and 'Luffy's Kid'. It doesn't take long for the latter to become very apt title because for all they lack a shared blood, Satoru seems to, somehow, be very much Luffy's kid.

(Sabo is screaming when he finds out he's an uncle. Is it excitement? Is it disbelief? Or something else? Who knows. But what he does know is that he wants to spoil his new nephew shitless, ditto for Dragon for his new grandson.)

Sukuna, on the other hand, is picked up by Robin who takes ...exception to people shunning/beating a child who physically looks like chimera-ism taken to the extreme. It is ridiculous to forsake a child for something they cannot control- be it for how they look or a consequence of what they ate- and so after Robin breaks their bodies, she decides to take Sukuna away to the Sunny.

They already have Luffy's boy, another lonely child wouldn't hurt. They may even be friends!

Sukugo are absolutely 'friends' in the way that Sanji and Zoro are friends. Well, when they're not 'friends' in the way the Kiddie Trio are. (And when they're older, they add 'One and Only' to their friendship along with a plethora of other titles.)

It takes a while for Sukuna to warm up to the rest of the crew but the one he regards the most after Robin (who he considers the closest thing to a mother he's ever had) is Zoro because 1) swordsmen/women are ridiculous in that world and Sukuna wants to be able to choose what he does and doesn't cut, and 2) he saw Zoro's Asura form. Sanji is a close third because of how he matches Zoro in strength but it's kinda spoiled by how ridiculous he gets around women.

The rest of the crew do sneak their way into his heart as well and, like Satoru, he's eventually known as 'Robin's Boy' and he rather takes pride in that. Well, when he isn't Zoro's student.

[pcndaemonium]

@antiquorumanimarum | continued from here [x]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 - 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋. Putting all her weight on the couch, she leaned over. Pale curls of hers bobbed as she did so. " Your soul. It twirls different now, " Chaos explained in a most serious voice and nodded as if she wanted to stress her own words. That she had to wake her father in order to find out did not seem to bother her in the slightest. What had mother once said?

Everything for the discovery of knowledge. Yes, that was what she had said, Chaos was sure. Even if it meant she gets greeted with the familiar frown; a frown she had adapted herself whenever in deep thought. " Faster. And like this. " She drew little spirals in the air. " It was slower before. Your soul is sleeping too. Can souls sleep, father? "

[kidneyyummer]

What if Spider-Noir was mpreg?

Don't look at me man I just had the idea

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

@hexellent asked: Lapis paced anxiously, having texted Scourge to meet her in this relatively quiet park. Tails was sat under a tree nearby, fiddling on his computer, and while his presence was comforting, it was enough to stop her from attempting to burn a hole in the ground with her pacing. Her heart was racing faster than her feet, blood rushing in her ears as her hands fidgeted endlessly. How would he react? They're so much younger than her, would they hate her? Find her disgusting? After all the work she'd put in to gain the younger's affection, would it all go down the drain in an instant? Gaia, she wanted to throw up right there...

With a *pop* and a shimmer, a golden ring appears in front of the blue blur and out steps the younger hedgehog, grinning from ear to ear over the invitation. It might be chalked up to a crippling inability to detect tone over text or just failing to pay proper attention to the message's contents, but either way he has no idea what's in store for him when he arrives.

"Hey babe, whatcha ne-" There's a pause as he notices the expression on Lapis's face and the fox's presence. The grin fades into a more confused look as he glances back and forth between the two. He can immediately sense that he's in trouble, or... at least something similar.

"...so, uh, what's the deal here?"

[grimgrinnr]

@girlishgiggle​ asked: Doesn't know what to get him for 'Father's Day', without directly saying the holiday itself, Mimzy simply paid a courier : a brave soul indeed; to leave a packaged of wrapped first edition books on the doorstep to his Radio Tower. As if she hadn't given him enough reading material already, Mimzy had slipped a letter into each of the volumes. Those she had spent effort and hours over, going through several revisions before settling on something on par to the novellas she sent to Rosie every day. After all, it was only fair. Oh, and a new outfit and stuffed toy for Eloise. She's the one who made him a father after all.

Luckily for that courier, the most harassment that they may have received during this trip would’ve been from the others of the hotel. Either Charlie and Vaggie trying to convince them to join, or Angel being provocative. Perhaps Niffty doing her thing as well. But Alastor simply remained in his space, playing around with a few of the instruments he had on hand as he experimented with some ideas.

In fact, he didn’t even realize there was a package waiting for him until one of his shadows finally told him about it. He’d still not move to get it for an other few moments as he worked through a little issue he made for himself by fiddling with the wrong knob before finally getting up and grabbing the package.

He knew who sent it the moment before he saw their name written out on the package, Mimzy’s handwriting happened to be just that distinct in his mind. With a fond smile, he opened it and went through its contents with some magical assistance. He was never one to shy away from more reading material, so the books and letters were appreciated.

The new outfit and toy for Eloise was equally appreciated, and brought about a soft chuckle. Leave it to that woman to constantly supply his daughter with new things, yet always hesitate in calling herself Eloise’s mother. One of these days he’d talk to her about it. Today wasn’t one of those days though. After Eloise woke up from her nap, he’d introduce her to the toy. Until then, he just sat down and got to work reading.

[jedimastre-archive]

Amelia giving birth to their first child is probably one of the most scariest and most exciting moments of Obi-Wan's life. Like the very idea that he helped create this precious little life absolutely boggles his mind. But also her going through the ordeal of birth, he briefly goes 'man I can't do this again'... proceeds to have two more children with her.

[veritasumbra]

this is @cruelprincae cardan's father's day present from cassi

[dopedaddaily]

THE NEXT CHAPTER

One of the most memorable things about by birthday is that Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse released that day. If you know me, you know I love Spidey so me and Mars didn’t hesitate to buy tickets for my birthday and it was amazing! I reflected on something else that day too though….. I didn’t know what to expect as a parent but one thing was certain. When I had kids we would wear dope matching Jordans. WRONG. My kids are weirdly practical and care about things like comfort (nerds). Bro, It’s Michael Jordan. We talking god-like greatness not comfort. Things have slowly started changing and Mars doesn’t ask for Jordans but does get excited when he gets new pairs and loves when I have the same pair. He puts them on with pride and gets nervous to wear them to school to not ruin them. It’s a thing of beauty. He pointed out multiple people at the movies who were also wearing the Miles Morales themed Jordan 1 (The Next Chapter). I think I finally have my sneakerhead son. Happy Dope Dad Day y’all!

[astrangemagic-a]

Her question brings surprise to his eyes before he looks away from her. Her asking him such a thing ... something no one has asked him since ... A long pause as he tries to remember. Often asked if he's happy where he can easily place a lie in the answer this question doesn't leave a lot of room for a lie. He could say 'nothing' but she could see right through him. One thing he likes, one thing he hates about knowing her.

He just looks away from her then as he wonders if he should bother to answer it because does he know what he desires more than anything. He does, but to say it out loud he wonders if suddenly the desire for it would vanish or if it would somehow rip out of the possibility of it away from him. After all, he lost it for the longest time already. Could he do without it completely ? Could he handle being faced with the possibility that it may just be real?

Finally, he answers after a moment of silence.

"...To be happy."

To Sinister Strange - “What do you desire more than anything else in this life?” @ladamereveuse

[teapartyprincess4two]

Parenthood- C. Sturniolo

pairing: Mom!reader x Dad!Chris

classification: SFW & NSFW head cannons

inspiration: request

warnings: some 18+ content, use of y/n, established relationship, I didn’t name the children but Chris has 2 sons in this 👍🏻

summary: head cannons of Dad!Chris.

Parenthood- M. Sturniolo (Matt’s Version)

—

☆SFW

Fatherhood is something that scared Chris beyond belief, but when you broke the news to him he couldn’t contain his excitement. When your son was born, he fell in love immediately, and you both learned to navigate being parents. Then, when you were blessed with a second son, he was even happier.

☆ Chris cherishes every single memory, he’s really sappy about it all. He has a box full of pictures, baby socks, the wristbands from the hospital, everything.

☆ “Chris, some of this is trash,” you chuckle, filtering through the endless trinkets that all seemed to hold significance to him.

☆ “Our son’s first pair of socks isn’t trash, Y/n!” he snatches the box away from you, carefully placing everything back in.

☆ “Okay, but this dirty napkin?”

☆ “I wiped my tears with that. THANK YOU,” he snatches it from you, his sassy demeanor making you laugh.

☆ Chris loves spoiling his son, whether it be with toys and games, or with summer trips.

☆ He goes all out too, splurging on trips to Disney or to elaborate water parks, making sure to book the hotel and everything.

☆ “Babe, he’s 3. He won’t even remember this,” you chuckle, dragging luggage’s behind you.

☆ “Yes you will. Right, son?” Chris coos, bouncing the baby in his arms and blowing a raspberry into his neck. The baby giggles, the sound being music to Chris’s ears.

☆ The whole week it’s just you and Chris going on all the kiddy rides, snapping pictures of your son, and passing out back at the hotel.

☆ When you find out you’re pregnant with your second son, Chris does everything in his power to make your firstborn’s last months as an only child special.

☆ He takes him to the park, cuddles him to sleep every night, and showers that boy in so much love.

☆ Even though Chris is extremely high energy, being a working dad of two is very tiring.

☆ So, when the kids get older, he starts feeling comfortable taking ‘dad naps’ in random spots around the house.

☆ “Chris, babe, can you help me in here really quick?” you’re balancing a fussy baby on your hip, the other hand stirring whatever’s on the stove.

☆ You peer your head outside to see Chris knocked out on the hanging lounge chair. His chin rests on his chest, mouth open and arms crossed as small snores fall past his lips.

☆ Your oldest son holds a long piece of grass, tickling Chris’s nose with it. Your son whispers eerily,“Wake up daaaad. Wake uppppp.” You can’t help but giggle at the sight.

☆ Chris has successfully managed to cement his legacy as the ‘cool dad,’ or at least he thinks he has.

☆ He loves wearing funky graphic t-shirts when he’s chaperoning the kids, “I was young once too. I was the shit back then, kid.”

☆ Your oldest son just rolls his eyes playfully, but in reality he really looks up to Chris.

☆ Your youngest son loves dressing up like his dad, wearing his oversized t-shirts and beanies so big they fall past his eyes.

☆ “Look mom, I look like daddy!” he exclaims, accidentally tripping on the shirt as he runs towards you.

☆ Other times, Chris will throw on some sunglasses and try acting mysterious.

☆ The mysterious act doesn’t last long though, especially not when your youngest son cuddles up next to him for his afternoon nap or when your oldest starts asking for snack money.

☆ At family parties, Chris goes all out. He’s buying a bouncy house, cooking the burgers, renting an ice cream truck, and inviting all of his family.

☆ He loves playing games with his kids, usually forming teams and challenging them, “Alright me and Matt verses you two. Losers have to jump into the pool with their clothes on.”

☆ “Okay, but uncle Nick has to be on our team,” your oldest replies, fully confident in his ability to win his dad.

☆ Nick is then recruited, and surprisingly isn’t needed because your sons are completely obliterating Chris’s team.

☆ Chris isn’t a sore loser, it’s a trait he never wants to subconsciously pass down to his kids, so he’s jumping into the pool fully clothed as his kids watch in a fit of giggles.

☆ Laundry day is easily Chris’s most hated day, especially with two messy children.

☆ He’ll ‘help’ you fold clothes, which really means that he’s toying with the same shirt and flicking through Netflix.

☆ When the kids are asleep, you and Chris will treat yourself to some takeout because that’s the only time you can order food that the kids don’t usually like.

☆ You two are like little rats, hiding in the pantry munching before the kids hear you and wake up.

☆ One small creak and you’re both frantically hiding the food. “THEY’RE COMING!” he whisper shouts, but when no one opens the door you both fall into a fit of laughter at the dramatics.

☆ As your firstborn son gets older, he starts becoming snappy and somewhat rude, as teenagers often do.

☆ And although Chris doesn’t like reprimanding his kids for the smallest things, he can be stern when it’s necessary.

☆ “Watch your fucking mouth, kid. I don’t want to hear shit like that from you again. Go to bed.” Your son is hanging his head down and trudging to his room.

☆ “Don’t you think you were a little harsh on him?” you whisper, holding onto Chris’s arm gently.

☆ “My kids aren’t gonna be disrespectful, especially not to their momma,” he replies, but when he hears your son sniffling in his room the guilt begins chipping away at him.

☆ It doesn’t take Chris long after that to enter your sons room and engulf him in a hug, scolding him in a much softer manner that informs your son that what he did was still wrong, but also that Chris still loves him.

☆ Baseball, basketball, soccer, lacrosse, hockey, football; your sons are doing it all.

☆ Chris is in the stands, cheering so loud that his voice is hoarse by the end of the game. Even when his kid’s team doesn’t win, he’s still so incredibly proud of their performance.

☆ Chris reps the jerseys, attends the practices, and coaches his sons even when they’re at home, “Widen up your stance then throw!”

☆ Whenever there’s an opportunity to make his boys laugh, Chris is taking it.

☆ He picks them up from school wearing big, fake teeth while playing silly songs on the stereo.

☆ Your sons are never embarrassed, they just hold their sides and laugh uncontrollably, “Dad I’m gonna pee, stop!”

☆ He doesn’t spoil his kids, but he definitely buys them an unnecessary amount of things. It’s mostly harmless stuff like toys, games, and sugary snacks.

☆ “They don’t need any more toys, Chris,” you scold, struggling to make space for all of it.

☆ “We don’t need anything, Y/n,” he replies, his inner child going crazy.

☆NSFW

As parents, it can be hard for you and Chris to make time for each other. Your schedules are packed with school, practices, work, and the few free moments in between are used for household chores. But Chris always makes time for you no matter what.

☆ For the most part, you have to be sneaky. During birthday parties or family events, you take advantage of how distracted your kids are and sneak away into an empty room like teenagers.

☆ Your adrenaline is pumping, clumsy fingers undoing his belt as he kisses you feverishly.

☆ “We have to be quick,” you whisper, watching hungrily as he lines himself up with your entrance.

☆ He doesn’t respond, knees wobbling and his animalistic grunts filling the room as he pumps into you quickly.

☆ Chris doesn’t last long, which is slightly embarrassing, but the times you guys have sex are so few and far between that you can’t blame him.

☆ “Sorry,” he whimpers, pulling out and collapsing next to you. “Don’t be sorry,” you smirk, straddling his hips and getting yourself off as he becomes an overstimulated mess.

☆ On date night Chris books a night at a nearby hotel, dropping the kids off with his parents and telling you to get all dolled up.

☆ He dresses up too, meeting you at the hotel bar and flirting with you like it’s his first time meeting you.

☆ “Hey beautiful, come around here often?”

☆ You play along, the butterflies swarming in your stomach despite sharing an entire life with this man, “I do. Never seen a man as handsome as you here before, though.”

☆ A few champagne glasses later, you’re both giddily walking back to the hotel room and making love under the soft lamp light.

☆ Some random mornings, he wakes up fully bricked and no matter how hard he tries to will the erection away it just won’t subside.

☆ “Y/n, baby, are you awake?” he murmurs, pressing soft, sloppy kisses on your exposed shoulders.

☆ You stir awake, a soft yawn escaping your lips as you reply, “I’m awake.”

☆ He pulls you in closer, his erection pressing against the back of your thigh.

☆ “Need some help there?” you chuckle, immediately understanding his intentions. He hums in response, letting you take over as he watches in a lazy haze.

☆ “So beautiful,” he moans, hands caressing and massaging every inch of your body. You can’t help but blush, hiding yourself in the crook of his neck.

☆ “Look at me,” he instructs, he doesn’t want to miss out on a single thing.

☆ “I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” his lips are latched to yours, an overwhelming feeling of love overtaking him as he blows his load inside of you.

—

MASTERLIST

A/n: meow 😋 dad Chris anyone? 🎤

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

—

taglist: @nicksmainbitch @sturniololovers @mayhem-72 @worldlxvlys @gnxosblog @meg-sturniolo @creamoncreamoncream2 @mattnchrisworld @sanyi5 @lustfulslxt @whicked-hazlatwhore @tworosesblackthorn @mxqdii @fawned01 @junnniiieee07 @sturniolololover @missriddle03

note: if you want to be tagged in my fanfic related posts, you can access my TAGLIST and comment 💐

[goodcryunicorn4]

Now with the baby in his arms he placed her head against his chest as she quietly hummed allowing the baby to listen to his heart beating while still crying. "don't be silly, i can work from home right, we'll handle this" he replied petting the baby on the back as she continued to cry but a bit quieter now.

Lilah handed the wailing baby over to him. “I’m beginning to think that maybe I should try and extend my maternity leave..” she said as she took a seat on the couch. “That or maybe getting a nanny..”

@goodcryunicorn4 (Wes)

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

"You... you're actually...."

"...are you disappointed? Like, if you don't wanna-"

"No! No, it's the opposite, I... fuck me, I didn't think you... you'd ever get me one...." She slides on the ring and holds it up to see the diamond shimmer, arm wrapped around Scourge's waist. Stupid hedgehog, making her get all emotional....

"Finally making it official, huh?"

[ofbreathandflame-archive]

I think people are purposely ignoring the issues when it comes down to both (1) Feyre's decision to get pregnant and (2) the pregnancy plotline in general. Motherhood does not equate to weakness - not inherently. Traditionally, though, we've seen motherhood and/or pregnancy used as a conduit to disempower women in both literature and entertainment industry as a whole. The issue is not that Feyre decides to get pregnant, but that the pregnancy and motherhood status has resulted in Feyre's prominence in her own series diminishing. I know this because even people on the pro-side have complained about Feyre's lack of appearence in the last two books.

First and foremost - it's not misogynistic to critique Feyre's decision to get pregnant because Feyre is fictional, so the choice is the authors - and readers have the right to question the author's decision, especially when it undermines the the whole theme of the first three books. Or at least provides some contentions to it.

Secondly, Feyre's role is diminished after her pregnancy. The entire pregnancy plot is written to...disempower Feyre. Feyre is not able to do combat, she's not 'allowed' to leave Velaris. Rhys covers Feyre in a shield so strong and so heavy, that her own family cannot hug her, or even smell her natural Fae scent. Feyre is not allowed to make a decision about Nyx...and ultimately Feyre dies as a result of this pregnancy without ever knowing the severity or have any control on how she would like to approach the issue. And - within SJM's work - motherhood is generally indicative of hyperviolence and fridging. And as I've mentioned earlier, it's not until SJM becomes a mother herself, that we see semi-positive representations of motherhood and pregnancy (see: Yrene, Ember, Feyre). And even with those examples, two of the three characters are at the receiving end of extreme violence and pain as a result of their pregnancy.

And on the flipside, Rhys's role in the Maas-verse has only increased. He's the secondary antagonist in SF, and is the one who has the most conversations with and about Nesta, even though Feyre is her sister. He's the one featured in HoFas as a primary character - not Feyre. And the only comments we even get about Feyre or in relation to her have to do with....motherhood. So, even within this short-frame of time, Fatherhood is not shown to hinder or diminish Rhys role, if anything he's even more prominent not just in his own series, but across all of SJM's works.

If Feyre was prominent and written like a character similar to Catelyn from asoiaf - then I would not complain. I could respect the decision, even if it misaligned with my own opinions. But in this case, I believe Feyre's pregnancy and her role as a mother have acted a conduit to disempower and ultimately fridge Feyre. And I think the criticisms that derive from the plotline are worth having conversations about.